Worst memory was losing my little sisters in the Wilderness Lodge.
It was when I was probably 11, and we had family friends that were staying there, too. The parents were all in our hotel room, and we (meaning my friends, my brother, and my little sisters and me) were all in our family friends room.
We decided to go to the pool, and I needed to go to my hotel room to get changed. My brother thought I was bringing my little sisters (who were 3 at the time), so he sent them out of the room and closed the door. I had already taken off running and didn't see them, and they tried running after me, but I rounded a corner and they lost me and didn't know where to go.
So some couple saw these two little 3-year-olds sobbing in the middle of the hallway and called the front desk.
About three minutes later, their was a knock at our hotel room door (where all of the parents were, and where I was getting changed).
This lady in uniform is with my little sisters, asking if they were our's. I just started stuttering, because I realized how much trouble I would be in.
I called over my dad, and my little sisters ran to my mom. The lady turned out to be from SOCIAL SERVICES and told my dad that if this ever happened again (even after he had explained that they didn't even know my sisters were missing, it was a mixup) that the state of Florida would put my sisters into the social services system.
My dad was on the verge of tears, he was so upset and it had scared him so much.
Needless to say, me and my brother didn't get to go swimming that day xD
But yeah, that was a TERRIBLE experience.